What were your hobbies when you were a teenager? Emily Dickinson collected flowers.
A couple weeks ago, we published our review of Ben Lerner’s 10:04, the follow-up to his debut Leaving the Atocha Station. At the Poetry Foundation’s blog, Adam Plunkett argues that 10:04 inadvertently reveals its author’s poetic training. The book, he says, “dissolves into a poem.”
MacArthur Genius™ Deborah Eisenberg, whom we've often celebrated here, publishes her 1,000-page Collected Stories this month - we ardently commend it to your attention. If you've read 'em all already, get your Eisenberg fix at the NYRB, where she reviews Dezsõ Kosztolányi's "quiet, shattering, perfect" novel Skylark.
The University of Iowa’s International Writing House is offering a free 7-week virtual poetry seminar this February. The course will be taught be poet Margaret Ross, and it is open to anyone with an internet connection. Attendance will be capped at 15, however, and the deadline for applications is January 28th. More details can be found here.
What's the best part of writing for Sue Monk Kidd? The solitude. What's the hardest part for her? The solitude. Kidd acknowledged the challenges of writing in a "By the Book" interview with The New York Times. "For me, writing a novel goes on for years, and the solitude goes on, too. It tends to swallow me at times. I know it’s a problem when my husband sends the dog in to retrieve me." Her latest novel, The Invention of Wings, came out on Tuesday and was part of our 2014 book preview.
Few things are more individual than your feelings about e-books. Dustin Illingworth can’t stand them -- as he puts it, “books are meant to be handled and smelled.” At Full-Stop, he writes about what this preference reveals about himself. You could also read our tribute to e-book pioneer Michael Hart.
“Melville fell in love with the dashingly handsome older author the first time they met, and his forbidden passion drove him to create the symbol of impossible longing that now represents American literature to the rest of the world: the white whale.” On Herman Melville’s love for Nathaniel Hawthorne. Pair with a review of Hawthorne’s The Marble Faun.